The Unfaithful Mr. Scott novel (Eugene and Melanie)

Chapter 403

Candles were lit in the church. The white walls were clean and calming to look at.

They could hear the faint sound of hymns being played and the sound of a bell. Melanie looked at Xander. “Why did you bring me here?”

Xander said, “We’re here to light a candle.”

Many people were in the church, but it was surprisingly quiet.

It was as though everyone had come up with a tacit agreement to speak and do their things softly, afraid of disrupting the peaceful atmosphere in the church.

Xander looked at the floor, saying, “I came here to light a candle for my grandma when I was young.”

The place to light the candles was in the backyard. The volunteer responsible for keeping the records muttered a blessing with his eyes closed before handing Melanie the candle.

Melanie pursed her lips and looked at the candles on the rack silently.

Only when the breeze swayed the fire on the candles did Xander speak, “My grandpa said lighting a candle here can help the ones we love find their way to heaven.”

slowly lit up

on fire, Melanie placed the candle on the rack as she prayed

looked at the sight for a while before opening the door. The house had been left empty for a few days. Shabby houses like this would get dusty easily. A gust of dust assailed them as she opened the door. Melanie

minute before saying, “Call me if you need me. I’ll be around the

door only after Xander

indeed messy in the house. She left in a hurry the last time and did not have the chance to

on the sofa for a while, looking at the furniture. She thought she could bring Albert back

She had everything planned.

longer do what she had

in the house for two days, and Xander would bring her food. He even watched her

herself. It was just because she

look out of the

come on the third day, and

high heels as usual. She stepped into the

pale, and she looked skinnier.

for a moment, though. She took Melanie to the sofa with a troubled expression. “I just came back from abroad. He threw me on a deserted island and made me live there for

comfort Melanie. “I know this is a

Her voice sounded hoarse as she had not been talking much these few days. I know. I’m trying